naive boy

there we were under rain

you want to touch my hand

some lovers loves me

some of them too much

but i knew it

there is no lover

like

the future lover

so

fuck

and

run

then nobody can believe

that i am always alone

everybody

is looking at me

everybody

want to touch my lips

everybody

wants to date me

everybody

wants to fuck me

i am a unusual guy

everybody wants me twice

at the end

in the middle of the bed

i don't want to be there

i just want to fly away.